He pulled out two small clamps about an inch long and inch wide. Tiny screws on the ends would compress them. Justine screamed silently, her breasts a...ready hurt, the clamps looked even more evil. Her nipples hardened as the cold metal circled them, she felt his fingers push on her nipple, tucked it beneath the cold, hard steel. When he had them in place, she began to feel the pressure as he fumbled with the screws. Tighter and tighter they went, her nipples had no place to go, the metal clamp. Let's go inside. Rob? Would you care to join us? It's up to you."Rob would have been more than happy to sit in the new car and read the manual. But he can do that anytime. All three of us know how much he enjoys watching me function as another man's sex slave.On the way to his front door, Mr. Porter informed us Josh called and he won't be able to take me to Alice's today. He's going to have to make another appointment and let us know the details on Monday.The three of us went inside. I must. " What are you two talking about?" I asked.Wanda said, "Oh, I just asked your little sister if she had anyembarrassing stories about you."I groaned. "What did she say?"Wanda sat on my lap and kissed me. "Oh, she was just telling me about thetime you entered the greased pig contest at the state fair five years ago."I groaned again. At the state fair that year I entered the greased pigcontest. About halfway through, when I was covered in mud, I had gottenknocked back out of the pen and into a. Jackson said to himself. "That's my girl, 10 minutes and I'll be lubing your arse."Sylvia felt the wine going straight to her head. She wished she had had a meal earlier. She was not a good drinker but was better with a good lining on her stomache. "How are you feeling Sylvia? You look a little drunk...are you ok?" Durnt knaw cint thunk raght" she struggled to say. Her head was starting to cloud. Little stars were sparkling in her eyes. "Sylvia...I'm going to take your top off. Will that be ok?.